Never Together Nor Apart

[Chapter 9]

"Can I um, uh. Can JJ. I need to talk to JJ," he confirms.

"Why is that?" I ask.

"I can't say until I speak with her," he puts up his walls.

I walk to the door.

"JJ, can you come in here please?"

I watch as she scurried up the stairs.

"Reid won't finish his evaluation until he speaks with you," I feel a bit annoyed.

"Oh?" She walks in to see Reid, "What's wrong?" She seems worried, overly worried.

"I can't answer his question with exposing 'it'" he tells her.

I watch as he begs for her answer. I come to the realization of what they were speaking of.

"You two are dating aren't you?" I ask, not really surprised.

"How did you?" JJ stops herself from asking further.

"Yea," Reid answers.

"Reid, that's-" he stops me.

"Against protocol, I know," he sighs.

"Just—don't get caught," I smirk at the two.

"Thanks Hotch," he smiles.

"I still need to finish your evaluation," I remind him.

"Right, JJ would be that big change. She's the reason I sleep better as well. I just worry about her in sometimes while I'm in the field".

"That's perfectly normal. I do need to know why your heart rate has been raised as well?"

"That's um, JJ as well," his face grows red as I realize what he was referring to, "please don't tell Morgan," he begs.

"Right. Ok, that's all I needed. JJ yours is next," it was to be Garcia, but JJ was already here.

Reid walks out the office as I begin JJ evaluation.

"Any anxiousness or worried feelings?" I realize JJ doesn't go in the field, but she still is a federal agent.

"Only about Spence being in the field," she answers.

"Has your heart been racing or have you been feeling trembly?" I write her previous statement down.

"Nope," she answers.

"Any fainting spells or dizziness?"

"Sometimes I feel a bit dizzy, but it's been like that for a week now. I think maybe just migraines," she recalls.

"Any big changes... that would be told to Strauss?"

"None that concern her!" She exclaims.

"Great, can you send Garcia in please?" I look at her.

"Yep!" She exits.

"Hellooo Sir!!" Garcia states in her usual bubbly stance.

"Your in a great mood," I give her a small grin, something I don't do often.

"Well I'm in an even better mood now! You actually smiled for once!" She squeals.

"Ok, any anxiety or worries?" I know Garcia has them, but she never admits to them.

"Naughta," she beams.

"How about tingling or panic attacks?" I wait for another no.

"Nooopppee," she draws out.

"How about any big changes that have been stressful or difficult to deal with?"

"Nuh uh! Everything has been great," she informs.